Revisiting memories

We were wanderers, 

our roots long gone,

migrating between places,

from one town to another.

Yet, there were vacations,

giving us the opportunities,

to visit our native lands,

that were home to ancestors. 

From childhood's joy,

to adults obligations, 

these were the moments,

for us to appreciate, our origins.

And we travelled religiously,

spending our days in leisure, 

experiencing warm receptions,

meeting, playing with cousins, 

going for an adventure. 

And years went by,

we grew into adult ourselves,

with responsibilities on shoulders,

our visits, became infrequent...

So, it was a surprise, after decade,

revisiting the place, for a gathering,

watching our family members,

with whom, we have lost touch. 

Yet, they welcomed, big smiles,

even if we have forgotten, our ties,

wrinkled faces, and gray hairs,

mud and wood, replaced by cements.

We are wanderers, with colored view,

losing the sight, of what once we knew,

but in those moments, our heart bonded,

these broken connections, were being mended.

And I was transported, to old times...

Revisiting memories!!